Ask the bucket what it knows;
Ask the water where it flows.
Call the fish forth from the stream;
Call the widow from her dream.
Tap the teapot, swirl the tea;
Tap the night dreams, flowing free.
Wash the dishes, light the lamp;
Wash your face, but leave it damp.
Climb the stairs up to the roof,
Climb, because you need no proof
That your life’s about to end—
Ah, I wish you well, my friend!
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #180
More Poetry Pantry #421 at Poets United
how the whole
than a part.
on the right hook
for your story
(keep it short,
keep it sharp)
and you’ll catch
what you wish,
with an appetite
they’ll spot it
on your hook
and take the bait.
One of many ducks at the pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
Resting on one leg,
a duck near the garden pond
dreams of the next fish.
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Couple feeding koi, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona
Yuma East Wetlands, Yuma, Arizona